his spring breeze

Chapter 504 Shen Chun's Past (49)

"Mr. Shen, I found that Miss Jiang Chunhe in the inside has already had a strong stress response to the child's problem, so - it is better not to provoke her because of the child's matter, I am afraid that her spirit will not be able to bear it. .”

Because of the current Jiang Chunhe, there is a string in his heart.

She cares about this child, so this string will be very tense.

If the child is gone, then the string will be broken, and Jiang Chunhe will go crazy.

Shen Chao raised his finger, and large flakes of soot fell to the ground.

He frowned and said in a cool voice, "Let's go."

The doctor stopped talking and left.

……

Jiang Chunhe in the room was already asleep.

However, as soon as Shen Chaosheng's palm touched her face, she woke up with a start.

She is like a rabbit with ears pricked up vigilantly, as long as there is a little trouble, she will wake up immediately.

Shen Chaosheng's body smelled faintly of cigarettes.

Shen Chaosheng knew that Jiang Chunhe didn't like men who smoked.

He came in after he had almost dissipated the smell of cigarettes from outside.

Jiang Chunhe stared at him.

Shen Chaosheng sighed inaudibly.

"Do you really want this baby?"

Jiang Chunhe nodded vigorously, "Yes, I will use my life to protect this child, and I won't let you hurt him at all!"

"What do I want your life for? Give me a good life."

He doesn't want to see Jiang Chunhe become the second Tong Xinyue!

Jiang Chunhe pursed his lips hard.

Shen Chaosheng copied it with one hand in his pocket.

Looking at her like this, there is pampering, tenderness, and rolling emotion in his eyes.

In the end, he kneaded the center of his brows and said, "If you want it, you can take it. It seems that you have decided that this child is not mine."

"Yeah, I have a hunch that this child must belong to my husband! Because you didn't touch me at all! You are just a villain who can only put on airs! I hate you!"

"……up to you."

Shen Chaosheng went out after finishing speaking.

After a while, a bowl of hot ginger tea was placed on the table in his hand.

Knowing that she didn't want to see him, Shen Chaosheng left soon after putting the tea on the table without stopping.

This time, he really left and didn't come to harass Jiang Chunhe, and the ginger tea on the table was still steaming...

……

Shen Zhichen's office.

Shen Zhichen handled the contract at hand with a serious expression on his face.

The secretary walked in and threw a portfolio in front of Shen Zhichen.

"Mr. Shen, the cause of Mr. Zhou's death has been investigated."

"Grandpa Zhou was on a business trip to Madagascar. On the small island, he was stabbed to death by a gambler with a knife, but the gambler was already dead. He committed suicide by jumping off a building. The police in Madagascar closed the case as a riot."

"I investigated that gambler. His family owed a huge amount of usury. I heard that he wanted to die a long time ago. He happened to drink a little wine that day. Mr. Zhou became the one behind him, and he lost his life along with it."

heard.

Shen Zhichen sneered, "If you want to deal with someone calmly, you naturally have to find a suitable person to do it for you, preferably a dead person, right?"

"Mr. Shen, do you suspect this is murder?"

"Otherwise, a well-behaved person dies as soon as he says he dies. Now whoever has the most vested interests is the murderer." Shen Zhichen stroked his chin with one hand.

"Then Mr. Shen, should we continue to investigate this matter?"

"check."

One word, deep, stoic.

Shen Zhichen frowned.

He already knew who killed Chairman Zhou!
pretty close!
"Go and collect evidence. No matter how perfect a murder is, it is impossible to leave no clues. Remember to be careful, the other party is a very suspicious person, don't let him find you."

"Yes, Mr. Shen, don't worry."

Dim wine cellar.

The lion head statues on both sides opened their mouths wide, like real objects, as if they could swallow people with one bite.

There were mottled blood stains on the ground, scarlet dots.

On the wall at the side, a woman was hanging there, both wrists were bound by shackles, and there were red marks on her body, which was terrifying, without a piece of good flesh.

She bowed her head, her jet-black hair fell down, covering her cheeks.

However, the only bit of golden yellow at the tip of the hair is covered by this jet black... that little bit of vitality seems to have died.

There are footsteps approaching.

On the ground, the man's smooth and shiny leather shoe uppers are reflected.

The woman is indifferent.

Until the sound of footsteps stopped, a tall figure stopped in front of her.

"How are you doing today?" A gentle and cold voice echoed in Zhou Yafang's ears.

Zhou Yafang remained indifferent.

"I'm talking to you!"

The chin was held up, and it hurt, and the thin fingers wanted to sink directly into her bones.

Zhou Yafang's eyes were empty and out of focus, and she didn't respond.

"Can't you hear me talking to you?!"

Shen Zhijun held a bottle of wine in his hand, and slowly poured the spicy baijiu down Zhou Yafang's head.

Alcohol stimulated the already bloody wound to become more bloody.

"Does it hurt?"

"..." Zhou Yafang pursed her lips, every inch of her body was twitching due to the pain.

"Shen Zhijun, just kill me!"

"No, how could I be willing to kill you? Let's bear the days when life is worse than death."

"You are really not human anymore!"

"You can scold me whatever you want. Listening to you scold me, it's like you don't respond. Good boy...it's time to take medicine."

"No...no..." Zhou Yafang frantically shook her head.

Shen Zhijun pinched her chin, forcefully poured it in.

"You can bear it quite well. I want to see how long you can bear it."

Zhou Yafang coughed violently. She had been tortured until she was so skinny that she couldn't see a human figure at all.

……

After staying at home for a long time, Jiang Chunhe became a little bored.

Went out for a walk in the afternoon, but unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance near the store——

Yu Hao.

Jiang Chunhe paused, staring at the unchanged face in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

Beside Yu Hao is a beautiful woman like a flower, holding his arm. The woman is beautiful, fair-skinned, and tall.

On the other hand, Jiang Chunhe's belly bulged slightly, and although that small face was exquisite, it was also a little haggard and pale.

One scenery, one lonely.

Very stark contrast.

"Chunhe..." Yu Hao subconsciously withdrew his hand and looked at Jiang Chunhe.

Jiang Chunhe nodded at him, his voice was light and emotionless, "Long time no see."

Leave when you're done.

Yu Hao called her to stop.

"Long time no see, how are you doing recently? Do you have time to have a meal together? Huh?"

"I'm doing well, but I don't have time to have dinner with you. Goodbye."

Jiang Chunhe's voice was cold.

She has no other feelings for Yu Hao other than the remaining nostalgia.

(End of this chapter)